An eye for an eye, a my oh my: why haven’t they been sincerely looking for their fledgling levels of hope and restraint again. It’s been coming at them —- behind closed doors actually = as their smash+and+grab memories attempt to pour
_ _ Abhorrent people seem to make ‘em all wanna turn-off(… .) their heads right abOUT now and “bask inside of this utter chaos indeed, she’s
Turning transformations between pairs of prestigious pretty LITTLE people into: this hard-bucks game. Of pay the saviour TEN TIMES TOO MANY!”
… clashing with DELICATELY friendly enemies seems to have goaded their ticker~tape minds toward •• == endlessly endearing cHaoS perhaps? And if we REALLY wannA grade ourselves the best way we can —
Then maybe we should PASSIONATELY try at being THESE irrepressibly irresponsible people please.
